Tell a man there are 300 billion stars in the universe and hell believe you. Tell him a bench has wet paint on it and hell have to touch it to be sure.

Tell a man there are 300 billion stars in the universe and hell believe you. Tell him a bench has wet paint on it and hell have to touch it to be sure.

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Truth can be stated in a thousand different ways, yet each one can be true.

In archery we have something like the way of the superior man. When the archer misses the center of the target, he turns round and seeks for the cause of his failure in himself.

Faith begins where Reason sinks exhausted.

The greatest thing in the world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving.

The more violent the storm, the quicker it passes.

Not every difficult and dangerous thing is suitable for training, but only that which is conducive to success in achieving the object of our effort.